Chisum

Sallie Chisum:
I think in some ways, the two of them are a lot alike.

Pat Garrett:
Who?

Sallie Chisum:
Uncle John, Billy Bonney. Don't you think they are? Don't you?

Pat Garrett:
Not in the important things.

Sallie Chisum:
Like what?

Pat Garrett:
Well, Mr. Chisum's changed with the times. He doesn't like to let on, but he cares... about the people here and in town, about the Indians and the territory. Well, he's independent, and he likes to do things his own way, but he cares.

Sallie Chisum:
And Billy doesn't?

Pat Garrett:
I guess he can't help it. But you heard him, all he cares about is gettin' those men.

Sallie Chisum:
In a way, doesn't it amount to the same thing?

Pat Garrett:
No. Billy wants revenge. Mr. Chisum wants justice. There's a big difference.

Lawrence Murphy:
Sheriff Brady, Jess Evans, this is Alex McSween. Uh, he's part of the family.

Jess Evans:
Howdy.

Sheriff Brady:
What does he do?

Lawrence Murphy:
Well, he used to be a storekeeper and now he's my lawyer.

Jess Evans:
I prefer storekeepers!

Alex McSween:
Then don't ever get arrested.

Jess Evans:
I don't intend to.

Jess Evans:
Why get in a frazzle over Chisum? You turn me loose on him... there'll be a sudden funeral right here in Lincoln.

Lawrence Murphy:
Uh-huh. Yours.

Jess Evans:
How's that?

Lawrence Murphy:
Do you play chess?

Jess Evans:
Chess? What the hell has that got to do with Chisum?

Lawrence Murphy:
Everything. You just leave him alone. I'll take care of Mr. Chisum.

Sheriff Brady:
That ain't gonna be easy.

Lawrence Murphy:
You're right. But see, there's a fundamental difference between Mr. Chisum and me.

Sheriff Brady:
Yeah, what's that?

Lawrence Murphy:
Mr. Chisum is a man who respects the law.

Lawrence Murphy:
Around here, I'm the man who owns it.

Lawrence Murphy:
And you good people witnessed the cowardly and cold-blooded murder of our beloved Sheriff Brady by Billy "the Kid" Bonney right over there. Governor Axtell has appointed a new sheriff, Dan Nodeen. He's offered a $200 award for the kid, and I'm adding a further reward of $1,000, dead or alive.

Lawrence Murphy:
Sheriff here has formed his posse. Oh... Have you got anything you want to add to that, Sheriff?

Dan Nodeen:
Just this. I'm going to bring Bonney in. Now you people can either help me, or stay the hell out of my way!

John Simpson Chisum:
I'm going down there, the rest of you cover me with your long guns.

John Simpson Chisum:
I said cover me!

James Pepper:
I know what you said, Mr. Chisum! But I ain't the rest of them!

Billy the Kid:
It's nice to have you with us Big Casino!

Pat Garrett:
Thanks, Little Casino.

Pat Garrett:
Well, I'm upwind and I smell it on you.

Billy the Kid:
What?

Pat Garrett:
Death.

Billy the Kid:
I see what you mean. Can it ever go away? That smell I mean.

Pat Garrett:
Sure it can, with time, good company and patience.

Billy the Kid:
I made you a promise, Mr. Tunstall. Now I'm making myself a promise. It says in the Bible, "The candle of the wicked shall be put out."

Jess Evans:
That man there, he's meaner than a gut shot grizzly.

James Pepper:
You know, there's an old saying, Miss Sally. There's no law west of Dodge and no God west of the Pecos. Right, Mr. Chisum?

John Simpson Chisum:
Wrong, Mr. Pepper. Because no matter where people go, sooner or later there's the law. And sooner or later they find God's already been there.

Morton:
You're going to shoot us, ain't you Chisum?

John Simpson Chisum:
I thought about it. Then I thought about something Henry Tunstall once said. He watched a man walk to the gallows... saw him hang. He said it was ghastly. Well, I've seen men hang, and that's the word - ghastly. You two are going to hang.

Neemo:
So if you want these horses, I sell them to you. Did you bring some gold with you?

John Simpson Chisum:
No.

Neemo:
Silver?

John Simpson Chisum:
Just lead!

Sheriff Brady:
He's deader than a can of corned beef. You just had to kill him, huh?

Dan Nodeen:
A whole lot less trouble that way.

John Simpson Chisum:
We may have to be neighbors, but I don't have to be neighborly.

James Pepper:
What are you going to do?

John Simpson Chisum:
What I had done twenty-five years ago. Pat, get the men out of South Camp. Trace, you round up everybody that can ride a horse or pull a trigger. Let's break out some Winchesters!

James Pepper:
Would you like to hear my opinion, Mr. John Simpson Chisum?

John Simpson Chisum:
Nope.

James Pepper:
Well, my opinion is all this speechifying, storekeeping, prayer-meeting don't amount to spit in the river. There's only one thing that's going to make this territory know who's bull of the woods... and sometime or sooner it's going to happen.

John Simpson Chisum:
Do I?

James Pepper:
You do. It's just going to be you and Murphy, head-to-head and horn-to-horn... and one hell of a fight. But one of you has got to lose, so the other one walks away with the herd and the whole shebang. Now, that's my opinion.